Post by reneetheboss on Feb 12, 2011 13:08:07 GMT -5
NATALYASTORMYKNIGHT !
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RAINBOW SHIRTS RIBBED IN ACID LOVE
[/color]OUR LIVES ARE RIBBED IN PLASTIC LOVE, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU
SHE LOVED ME TOO, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU, SHE LOVED ME TOO
HERE I AM, HERE I AM, GONNA TAKE YOU[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
nicknames: nat, stormy, natty.
age: twenty-three.
gender: female.
staff position: teaching french.
sexuality: heterosexual.
played by: alessandra ambrosio.[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
personality: being a teacher, it’s only normal for natalya to be strict and stern. her ‘no bullshit’ attitude is usually the thing that scares me off but she is not so uptight if you make a little effort to get to know her. she knows how to let loose and get wild. in fact, she is a fun-lover and is always ready to experience something new. her outspoken character makes it impossible for people not to warm up to her easily but her frankness and tendency to speak her mind is the reason why people could get annoyed with her as fast as they warmed up to her.
likes: french language, french people, france, children, traveling, good music, romantic comedies, concerts, beaches, anything turqoise, redheads, fashion, baking, tattoos, reading blogs, all kind of shoes, glitter, bows and ribbons.
dislikes: violence, inhumanity, dishonesty, rudeness, being left out, rejection, darkness, clingy people, thriller movies, unpunctuality, sunburns, bugs and insects.
strengths: voicing out her thoughts, being a leader, resisting temptation, meeting new people.
weaknesses: good looking musicians, letting something go, handling pressure, accepting rejection.
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TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
father: cain knight, fifty, retired.
siblings: sierra knight, twenty-five, married.
significant other (s): none.
pets: paris, maltese dog, eight months old.
hometown: Jacksonville, new jersey. [/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
SAY, HERE I AM, IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT
[/B][/color]ON AND ON, LOUDER AND LOUDER, IT'LL BUILD AND FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN
TO HATE, SHE SAID HERE I AM, SHE SAID HERE I AM, LOUDER AND LOUDER IT'LL BUILD AND FADE
FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN TO HATE[/center][/FONT][/SIZE][/B]
other characters here: none
best way to reach you: pee-amm :3
RP sample:
Natalya closed her eyes with her head tipped slightly to the back, savoring the moment. The details of something that happened about six years back were brought back into her memory as her eyelids shut. It was a year after she moved to Los Angeles with her boyfriend, who wanted to pursue a music career. She was so in love back then that she decided to drop out of high school and followed him out there. The apartment that they lived in was tiny, and the fact that there were six of them living together, along with her boyfriend’s band mates, only make the little spaces in their apartment to non existent. The worst part is she was the one who had to work and pay for the rent, but she did not care. All of her friends told her she was being completely moronic and ridiculous but that’s the kind of stuffs people are willing to do when they are madly in love. This guy, he was her first love, he made her feel special, loved and cared. She thought as long as they are together, as long as he is going to be by her side, she would do anything it takes for him realize his lifelong ambition of becoming a successful artist. But of course, fame did not come as easy as they thought it would be. Failure came after failure and as time went on, she grew frustrated and it wasn’t long before the guy who she left high school for, the guy who she followed out to Los Angeles started cheating on her. Opening her eyes again, she pulled her legs close to her chest and rested her chin on her knees, gazing at the setting sun with awe. There was something about the view in front of her that had a calming effect on her because this time, she did not find herself crying as she usually does whenever she thought about the guy who broke her heart into a million pieces. People said time heals all wounds, she said that’s just bullshit. It had been almost six years since she last saw the guy but her heart never recovered completely. She pulled the sleeves of her tight fitting blouse down, covering half of her palms under its long sleeves as she looked down to her feet, which were covered in a pair of floral Doc Martens, her favorite pair of boots ever. She was running her index finger along her shoelace when a voice seemed to come out of nowhere. She almost jumped off the rock in surprise but managed to keep her calm. The voice was familiar and she could easily identify the owner of the voice. Deep, manly, yet still had a trace of playfulness in it. A small smile took over the frown on her face as she turned her head to the side, facing the person who directed a question to her. “That’s what it looks like to me,” she answered, shrugging her shoulder slightly. It was Leighton. A guy who she had only known for about two months but already she feels like she could relate to him. Not only that he is a nice and kind fellow, he is also a good cuddling partner, which is very rare to find among men these days since most men only want sex and… well, just sex. And to add up to all that, he is so very cute. Once again, she found herself undressing him with her eyes, eager to see what he’s hiding under that hoodie and pants of him. She tugged at her bottom lip, feeling a little foolish for thinking about him that way. Gesturing for him to join her on the rock, wiggling her index finger in front of her face, she scooted over to make space for him to sit. “Why are you here? Were you stalking me?” She flashed him a playful grin.
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